serotinal

☆.。✿.:*・°☆.。✿.:*・°☆

[pityroad]

— Holes, Eileen Myles, from ‘I Must Be Living Twice, New & Selected Poems 1975-2014’

[eeveelover]

“It was the beginning of June; summer was arising out of spring, like an aloe from a field of grass.”

— Gabriele D'Annunzio, from The Book of the Virgins (Hesperus Press, 2003)

[brigantias-isles]

“It was June and the world smelled of roses. The sunshine was like powdered gold over the grassy hillside.”

—

Maud Hart Lovelace

(via pagewoman)

[petaltexturedskies]

It was a delightful June morning. The sun played on the waters of the river and brushed the dewy grass with its rays. The river and the meadow were strewn with rich diamonds of light.

Anton Chekhov, from "After the fair" wr. c. 1880

[worldscoolest]

Issey Miyake x Aya Takano FW04

[fortuneaday]

[fortuneaday]

[angelicdewdrop]

[petaltexturedskies]

Louise Glück, from "Marriage" in A Village Life

[varshnarsh]

at peace

[weepingwidar]

Masayuki Murai (Japanese, 1947) - Moonlight (2016)

[firstfullmoon]

Leila Chatti, from “The Moment When A Feeling Enters,” in Wildness Before Something Sublime

[text ID: I go on living. Deathtouched, changed, but my life arrives again / at yet. It’s May. I wake to it, thick and sweet as honey I’d forgotten.]

[gentlekiss]

source

[zegalba]

[mona-l1sa]

[vv-itchy]

[weltenwellen]

Wildness Before Something Sublime Leila Chatti